friends are so important, if you have lost touch, I encourage you to make the first move!
As a team, we are known as one of the greatest duos in golf.
Four years from now, the PGA Senior Tour awaits.
The white dimpled ball fears our strike.
Handicap- ZERO. Even par.
NOT.
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I call him: The Birdie Man.
He calls me: The Snow Man (figure that out for yourself.)
Twenty plus years ago, a weekly round of golf (at least) was standard for my best pal, Brady Cornish and me. At 14, Brady was a young golfer at the top of his game, a high-school Arkansas medalist, and could hang with ANY high school golfer in the state. He could draw, fade (we called his most famous shot “the medium-low burn” and manipulate the ball as he pleased.
I was a high school basketball player with a fair jumper from the left wing, but always admired Brady’s God-given ability on the links. As basketball came to…
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